User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/Assassins Refuge/@comment-1366789-20110831015704

*Meeka holds her dagger to the cheiftan's throat and glares at the watching squirrels* if any on you brushtails make any sudden moves, i'll cut him into little peices. *glances at her hiding friends* we're going to back out of this forest slowly. once we get out, i'll drop this guy and we'll run for the quarry. it's the only chance we have.